Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Theresa came down from the taxi with a bouquet of fresh flowers in her arms. She saw a group of medical staff rushing out of the hospital with a stretcher. They quickly opened the door to the backseat of the other car at the entrance to get an unconscious man to the emergency room as soon as possible.

She took a glance only, and didn’t pay too much attention to the scene as she didn’t know Officer Miller. She didn’t tell Armand that she was coming to the hospital as she wanted to give him a surprise. Besides, she wanted to visit Armand’s grandma too.

After all, she was Armand’s only relative now. Now that she was hospitalized, Theresa felt obliged to pay her a visit.

When she arrived at the ward, she asked for Elizabeth’s room number from the nurse station and headed over.

Armand was a filial grandson. Elizabeth was staying in the VIP room. It was silent and clean there, but the air was still filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

When Theresa reached the door of Elizabeth’s ward, she raised her hand to knock on the door, but before she could do so, she heard Armand’s wail of pain. That made her smile a little.

Elizabeth seemed to be in pretty good spirits. She still had the energy to beat Armand up.

Theresa put her hand down, and when she was about to knock on the door again, Elizabeth’s furious voice came through, “Armand, don’t fool me anymore. You said that Theresa had forgiven you, so where is she? You lied to me, didn’t you? You don’t want to give me my great-grandson, do you?”

Her hand froze mid-air. ‘Great-grandson?’

She knew better than anyone that Elizabeth’s wish was to have a great-grandson. When she was with Armand in the past, Elizabeth was already eager.

“I did not lie to you! As for your great-grandson, that’s my private business. Please, grandma, don’t bug me about it anymore, okay? I’ve had enough listening to that. Please just let it go.”

“That’s my only wish. I just want you to get married and give me my great-grandson. I wouldn’t care about any of your other matters.” Elizabeth was particularly firm on this.

Armand felt that his head was about to explode.

She nagged about this all day long, and it was driving Armand nuts.

like kids, and I

Slap!

“Grandma, how do you have so much strength? You’re going to disable me if you hit me again. By then,

don’t see you have children too. Let me tell you this, Armand. You’re not a kid anymore, don’t joke around. I’m serious

to

Armand leaned closer towards her, “You might as well beat me up to death now. I’m going to go crazy

you think I like to nag you? If you have brothers, I wouldn’t care if you’re single for your whole life. Do you think

dad passed away just like that, and your grandpa left me

up the past. He quickly drew a piece of tissue

won’t ask much from you. I just don’t want to see you single when I’m dead. How can I die in peace? How could I, knowing that

at the side of the bed irreverently. He didn’t want

really did not want

son had passed away at such a young age.

and on without end. Perhaps the elderly could talk endlessly about the

that he was almost

don’t want to force you either. Just do whatever you want. I’m going

smacked his head with his fist, “You’re already so old, don’t get

his hand, forbidding him from hitting himself, “I won’t force you, but give me a time. I don’t have many years left to live. Can you

had no choice but to comfort her, “I’ll get married and give you your great-grandchildren in two

of adopting one and tell Elizabeth that it was his child when the

too long. One

promise you,

“When you’re old, even your

Armand was speechless.